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Chapter 200 Run Naked
“Then there’s no need to place a bet.”
“You’re scared,”
“What?”
“You dare not bet because you fear that once our product hits the market, it will pose a significant
threat to your company,” Emrys said provocatively,
After a moment of pause, Huxley scoffed. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but if you’re so keen on
bringing humiliation upon yourself, I’ll take you up on your bet. If you lose, you’ll have to strip n*ked and
run a lap around Honeybeauty Group’s building.”
“No problem.”
After leaving Huxley’s private cocktail party, Cordelia walked swiftly while wearing a cold expression.
Emrys trailed behind her, forcing a smile as he said, “Delia, why are you walking so fast? Are you angry
with me?”
Cordelia paid him no attention.
Emrys continued, “You have to believe me. I’m not messing around. I won’t do something I’m not
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtconfident about.”
Cordelia still ignored him.
Emrys remarked, “Delia, your buttocks look good, especially in these slacks. They perfectly showcase
the curves of your hips, and they look attractive whenever you move your waist.”
Cordelia was at a loss for words.
She finally lost it and turned around, pinching Emrys‘ ear as she demanded, “Why would you engage in
such a pointless bet with Huxley? Don’t you realize it’s a losing game? Run n*ked? Why don’t you try
doing it now?”
Emrys shielded his ear and said, “Why do you have such little faith in me?”
“Tell me how do you plan on winning, then!”
“Fine, I suppose I should tell you the truth.”
Suddenly, Emrys leaned over and whispered into Cordelia’s ear, “Actually, the formula that Huxley got
was a fake.”
“A fake?”
Cordelia’s beautiful eyes widened in surprise before she asked confusedly, “If the formula is fake, then
why is ‘Pretty Face‘ so popular? It has practically dominated the facial mask market in Summerbank. Its
effects are indeed quite impressive, too.”
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“This is all an illusion. Just give it a few more days, and the flaws of ‘Pretty Face‘ will be completely
exposed,” Emrys said, smiling.
“Really?” Cordelia asked incredulously, staring at him with suspicion.
Emrys assured, “Of course. When have I ever deceived you? Even if I really lost the bet, it wouldn’t be
a ‘big deal to run n*ked. It’s good that I have the chance to show off certain parts of my b*dy to make
other men feel inferior.”
Cordelia’s face flushed red as she chided, “What a pervert!”
To his surprise, she actually understood his dirty joke.
Three days later, the launch of “World–Enchanting Beauty” did not produce any results as expected.
In the Chairman’s office of Honeybeauty Group, Huxley was in high spirits. He summoned his female
secretary to review the day–to–day operations.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTen minutes later, the secretary left. However, not long after her departure, the marketing manager
knocked and entered, placing a stack of documents on Huxley’s cluttered office desk. “Mr. Bjorn, it
seems there has been an issue with our new product. These are all the complaints we received.”
Huxley furrowed his brows, asking, “That much?”
The marketing manager hesitated but ultimately reported truthfully, “Actually, these are just a small
portion of the complaints we’ve received…”
“What’s going on?” Huxley’s face darkened, and he slapped the desk, commanding, “Summon
Benjamin over right now!”
Benjamin was the department head of Honeybeauty Group’s R&D department, also the bespectacled
man who was beaten up by Emrys in the abandoned warehouse.
He was the one who submitted the formula of “Pretty Face.”
Huxley soon received the news that Benjamin had fled, and he flew into a rage. “D*mn Benjamin! How
dare he collude with Cordelia Group to undermine me? Send someone to find him immediately! Break
that b*stard’s legs once he’s found!”
Of course, he understood what had happened.
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